Tuesday, May 25, 2004

Oh! I get it! "Whimsy!"

When I was a freshman at UVM I took a course on mystery novels (for credit and everything!) and was forced to read a Dorothy L. Sayers Lord Peter Wimsey book. I hated it! So The Roomie picked up one a couple of months ago to try it out to see if she disliked them too. Well, I started reading it and absolutely LOVE it. I think I was a bit too earnest at 18 to get the humour. And seventy-pluss years on, it looks very camp now too (another thing I didn't get then)

Friday, May 21, 2004

My Answers

1. Grab the book nearest to you. Turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down here what it says:

It is a piece that explores the realities of seven differnt kinds of women who are named only after the colours they are wearing

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?:

Half-full bottle of beer left over from last night

3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?:

6:00 news on a bar TV

4. WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is:


5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?:

7:25 (not bad!)

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?:

Traffic and people on the street

7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?:

I've only been inside since 6:45. Before then I was walking from the T to the apartment

8. Before you came to this web site, what did you look at?:

Postmaster Forums

9. What are you wearing?

Jeans, a short sleved shirt that was WAY too tight last year but is now a bit baggy.

10. Did you dream last night ? What about?:

can't remember

11. When did you last laugh? Why?:

Reading an email from a friend where she suggested drilling my head open to find out why I'm having headaches.
It struck me as funny, and the medications haven't worked so I'm willing to entertan other options

12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?

Photographs my roommate has taken

13. Seen anything weird lately?:

Not really. Unless you count www.whoisthateatingjeremy.com

14. What do you think of this quiz?:

Delightful! Two thumbs up! I laughed, I cried, I bought beer!

15. What is the last film you saw?:

Shaolin Soccer

16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first?:

Does paying my debit count as buying something? After that, I'd probably buy a plane ticket to see my honey

17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:

17. Tell me something about you that I don't know:

I have really bad depth perception, but have learned to compensate through perspective tricks for 2 dimensions: eg. overlapping means something is in front of something else and the closer an object is, the larger it appears

18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?:

Make humans receptive to communism

19. Do you like to dance?:

Yes, I'm just uncoordinated

20. George Bush:

Slogans: Let's not elect him again in 2004!
Like father, like son: No second term!

But how do your really feel? - He is the reason why abortion should be safe and legal

21a/b. Imagine your first child is a girl/boy. What do you call her/him?:
Girl: Sibella
Boy: Vajrah

22. Would you ever consider living abroad?:

Yes, but I'd have to be able to bring my cat without subjecting him to microchipping or long quarenteen

23. Will you pass on this survey?:

I think this counts

Monday, May 17, 2004

Wedding Bells Anyone?

Well, the day is here. Marriage is now legal for all couples in Massachusetts. Personally, I think it's about fucking time states stopped legislating for descrimination. Now if only they'd make rights available to all, and not descriminate between couples and non-couples (singles, poly, people living together without romantic attachment). But that will have to wait for another day. For today, I lift a glass and toast the upcoming nuptuals for all!

Wednesday, May 12, 2004


You make one complaint in your blog (because I can't figure out how to complain directly to them) and suddenly the whole blog is gone. Hoping that by creating a new post it will show up again.

Hating the new look

Blogger's new look is pissing me off. It's all bubbly XP/OSX icons and shit. And the old framed look was MUCH more convenient for my other blog where I posted the same information every Tuesday and would just cut and paste and make the updates as needed. Now I have to flip back and forth between the screens, saving drafts of the new message in between.

Friday, May 07, 2004

Why did I want to act again?

So I wrote on April 2nd that I was in another play. Opening night is tonight and I really just want it all to be over. The director SUCKS. Like big time sucks. And he has pissed off every member of the cast, and some of the crew as well (perhaps all of the crew, but I know the cast better). But worst of all is he has helped me discover my inner monster.

Dear god, I am an unbelievable bitch. Shit flies out of my mouth and before I know what's happening I've said things like "But the fourth act is fucking dragging and the audience is going to walk out, if they hadn't already." I have challenged almost everything for the past two weeks, loudly and petulantly. He makes me want to scream. He has no vision of this play other than "Things in 1900 were s l o w. And not funny.

Oh, and I haven't even mentioned some of his winning comments. Like (regarding a 23 second alarm effect where no one must speak or move (and this is a straight version of Chekhov, nothing experimental)) "This play has a lot of text, and the audience is going to get tired of hearing it so they want to listen to the sound effects." Gee, if we are so fucking tedious that they are tired of listening to the TEXT of a PLAY, what does that say about the production as a whole? Every move, every nuance is dragged down and unnatural.
servant enters. All other characters stop speaking, watch servant enter for 10 seconds. Resume dialog

Oh, and how about not showing up to let us in the theatre when we were supposed to be in and we had to wait almost an hour? And being late EVERY SINGLE TIME and having the audacity to then chastise actors by telling them to be on time (there has been only one actor who has been late without calling first. Most of us are early). Chronic lateness and pointless babbling when he finally does show up leading to rehearsals starting 30 minutes late is we're lucky, but usually later.

Three more days. That's all I need to get through, three more days.